[Verse]
Black cat staring
at the mocking bird.
And he knows that
he must look absurd.
He's staring and staring,
his head is spinning 'round.
All of the lights and
all of the sounds.
[Chorus]
But he knows that
now he can't go back.
This time it really is for real.
And he knows that
he's stuck behind the glass.
He's stuck staring through his veil.
Black cat staring
at his box of toys.
(And he can't decide)
which to pick 'cuz
none of them give him joy.
(no not anymore)
But there's one on the shelf that is sitting
just out of reach.
But, hard as he tries he
is confined by a leash.
And he knows that
now he can't go back.
This time it has to be for real.
And he knows that
now he's bound and gagged.
So desensitized to feel.
[Interlude]
The gazelle jumps over the fence
hoping for freedom but he's found a lion instead
(oh no).
And when it comes time to cross that bridge,
he'll figure out why he'd be better off-
Black cat staring
staring
staring
staring
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